J III

J and I used to place bets on football and the loser would have to do some random dare of the winners choosing. This one Sunday in particular J and I were going to dinner at my parents and she was going to meet them for the first time. Well her NFL team lost to my Steeler’s and she was going to be wearing vibrating panties to the dinner that night.

She was hesitant but stuck to her word and wore them. I decided to test them while sitting out front of the house, I leaned in to kiss her before getting out of the car and tapped the remote as we kissed, she bit down on my lip to the point I thought she was breaking my skin. Clearly they work and they work well, so as we walked in she was shaking my parents hands and in the midst of her saying “I’ve been so excited to meet you both!” I tapped the button. She jumped as if she had been electrocuted and I struggled holding back my laugh, she instantly turned her head towards me and stared me down with a not so pleasant look in her eyes. I shrugged my shoulders and smirked at her while shooting her a wink. The night went on, we were sitting outback talking and I would randomly press the clicker in my pocket, she would adjust herself in her seat and squirm with each press of the button.

Once dinner was ready and we went inside, we all sat at the table and J was staring at me. I could tell something was wrong and honestly if looks could’ve killed I would’ve dropped dead right then and there, I lifted my hands up and showed her I wasn’t pressing it, I couldn’t figure out why she was mad until I scooted my chair in and realized I had been sitting on the button… oops.

We continued to eat and she excused herself to use the restroom, while she was away my parents were asking “is she okay, she doesn’t seem like she feels too well.” I just smiled and said yeah, she was just so excited to meet y’all, I think it’s just her nerves and she’s overwhelmed. The second she turned into the hallway I pressed down and held the button down for almost 30 seconds. She came out of the bathroom and mouthed “enough” at me. By then I had had all of my fun, the conversation was turning serious and we were going to be leaving soon anyways.

So for the first time of meeting my parents, I’d have to say that it was pretty memorable.